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Joseph was admiring the undulating Alps in the distance—admiring the scenery was almost his greatest pleasure during the march—when he suddenly noticed a cannon stuck in the front, and immediately spurred his horse to rush over.
The soldiers struggling to drag the cannon noticed a slightly shorter figure approaching, turned their heads to look, and immediately became excited: "It's the Crown Prince!"
"The Crown Prince is here to help us with the cannon!"
"Be careful on that side, don't let the Prince get hurt..."
"Everyone put in more effort, let the Prince see our strength!"
The number of soldiers dragging the cannon did not increase, but the previously immovable cannon suddenly lurched forward, breaking free from the melting ice pit almost in an instant—it weighed nearly one and a half tons, a 12-pounder.
"Thank you, Your Highness!" the soldiers cheered again, all smiles as they lifted their hats to salute the Crown Prince.